could you forget you're just a puppet so join the cage instead you're showing us feelings try to be a man how could you forget, you're on the run where
tea with a fat fish and find a golden key then rise to the surface and open my baby and maybe she'd say 'we are crazy' the two of us together like
'm on some new technique, drunken bamboo Awoo hoo a hoo, I'm taking all crews what Competition, stimulation for the rap man Losers check your tooters While I'm suckin' on
out on her tippy toes Skip the breakfast, tea for two We made no plans to rendezvous, yeah Someone for everyone but no one for me (No one for me) Constantly searching for
' for me I know you waitin' on me, girl Just wait and see Where we'll be in about two or three or four years, girl You're the sweet of my tea And I hope
gun jam, you niggas squeeze on me You niggas them cats got the code-d's on me I'm on to my off game, leave the stadium for in stores Floss chains and
! (Base) Why is everybody always picking on me Now let's see our games played I'm Donkey Kong fat freak the notes Flip the script run the jewels (The
de crop Say lightning ah flash, an' thunder a clap An' watch everyting known as stars just a crash The tea for the spoon and de fork on de plate And de tv on
On Here Rappin' Bout' The Shit, But For Ten Years This Albums Been In Our Focus, Everything From Dog Beats On Through To Dark Lotus, And Its Finally Droppin' On
everday like im on tour And I love to get high like bonjour Take anotha shot, the shits contagious Like Nicholas cage im up in las vegas Im sedated, and spaded, aimlessly lookin for
May seem like a strange cup of tea But if it's all right with you then it's all right with me On my feet I walk, with my legs I run In my arms I'll
I was at home for Christmas Bang, that's another bomb on another town While Luzar and Jim have tea If I get home, live to tell the tale I'll run for all
entry Y'all hangin on my balls, tea-baggin like tetley Introduce the high post to the low post And choke on 'em, when we blow skunk on 'em Kids doin
stay breast-fed And when I die, be handcuffed, to my deathbed Face down on the pavement Face down on the pavement Face down on the pavement Face down on
step on my toe, with those soul, bank roll, you blow and roll, on stripper pole pros, you barely know, make it rain, if i was paid with no knowledge of two months late on
noise when I let the sound blast And tell Big Boy Andre about Jesus Christ the outcast Here's the deal I feel it's now time to be real Christ died on Calvary not on
Diamonds in my bracelet shine like a Kodak flash Just motivation for these freaky hoes to show that ass, nigga I pop tags on a throwback fast Nigga please
We drink tea for two The sky is blue and I love you It's in your eyes you love me too Where it never rains We take a shower of champagne Let's dance away